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Am I not allowed to have my pride? Or is that an emotion reserved for the elite?

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Julia Quinn
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: January 12
Author
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Evergreen State
Julie Cotler
Julie Pottinger
Pride
Emotion
Elite
Reserved
Elites
Allowed

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